“Yah,” Sehun cutely scolded as he softly poked your forehead with his forehead. “Why didn’t you tell me you were sick ?” He questioned with his nose held high.
You sighed, “you were busy, in the past two weeks the only things I’ve heard you say was reciting your parts for ‘Mama’ and ‘History’, ‘Goodnight, I love you,’ or ‘I’m sorry… I love you.’” You imitated him and he softened pulling your closer to his embrace.
“I’ll always make time for you, you could’ve just-”
“Just what mumble it softly and you would’ve caught it ? Sehun, you don’t notice anything,” you laughed softly and he frowned.
“I’m sorry,” he sighed, “that’s-”
You chuckled and hugged him close, “just how you are. I know.” You assured him.
“But, babe, you’re seriously burning,” he said as he pressed the back of his hand against your head.
You chuckled pulling away his hand and smiling, “I know, so you need to leave.” You told him pushing him towards the door but he only smiled and turned back around.
He grinned adorably and wrapped his arms around you, pulling your extremely hot body against his, and he sweetly kissed you.
You eyes narrowed and you pulled away turning your head away from his, “Hun ~” you whined.
He chuckled, “I’m not going anywhere,” he said sweetly.
You pouted as you looked up at him, “I don’t want to get sick.” You sincerely voiced out before you quickly turned away and received a coughing attack. “See ~” you let out a raspy voice, “I even sound terrible.” You tried to reason with him but he only chuckled and kissed you again. “Aish,” you said pushing his chest away from you, “I said stop, Sehun I won’t forgive myself if you get sick. Sehun, just go, please.” You frowned and grabbed your blanket wrapping it around your shivering body.
Before you knew it, you were lifted up bridal style in his arms as he gave you another sweet peck on the lips, “if you won’t let me stay, I’ll continue to kiss you until you agree.” He threatened, “and don’t be like that. I’m already upset that I didn’t notice you were sick and now you won’t even let me stay with you.” He said disappointed.
“But Hun, you’ll get sick,” you said worriedly.
He chuckled and shook his head as he placed you on your bed and he took something out of his pocket wrapping it around his face, “ani, I’ll wear a mask.” He’s voice was muffled against the mask but you giggled. He tucked you into your bed and went to grab a cold towel to wipe your cold-sweated body. Throughout the entire night he sat beside you not leaving your side unless you needed water change or another dose of medication. It was around mid-night when your body shivered violently from the cold feeling and he confusedly froze on the spot. But after thinking about it he got into bed and held your close sharing his body-heat with you. Sehun woke up to as the sunlight lit up your room. He carefully sat up not wanting to wake you up. As he stepped out of bed you frowned and began to whine.
“Hrm…” she cried softly, “Hun-ah ~”
He’s brows shot up as he glanced at you shocked that you were dreaming of him.
“D-don’t leave… me,” you mumbled cutely and he smile and sighed in relief. There was no way you could’ve have been any cuter he thought but as he got back in bed and hugged you close, you nuzzled your warn head against his chest and he smiled leaning his head against yours.
“Now, I don’t care if I get sick,” he whispered to no one as he took off his mask and kissed you softly on the lips.
Surprisingly you smiled into the kiss and he pulled back shocked. You softly opened your eyes and pecked up on the lips.
“Thank you,” you whispered, but he was still only staring at you wide-eyed.
He blinked at you, “for what ?”
You chuckled and pecked his nose, “for making my fever cease.”
He eyed you playfully and pulled you back into bed before you could even sit up properly, “you’re still a little sick.”
“Yeah, sick of you.” You said playfully with a bored tone making his brows crease cutely. You chuckled and with your index finger you ran it down the bridge of his nose, catching his attention. “Don’t you have a schedule today ?” You asked concerned and he grinned shaking his head.
“Only practice but I told hyung that my girlfriend was sick and she had no one else but me,” he said as if you had no friends. “Aren’t I sweet ?” He complimented himself proudly.
“So sweet, makes me want to barf, sweetly sickening I should say.” You covered your mouth and made a puking sound-effect as he frowned and you giggled hugging him, “I’m kidding ~” You sang kissing his cheek, “now come on let’s get you to practice.”